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She woke up and found herself agitated. Why, you might ask. It all started when she was eight years old and her parents told her who she really was. A witch.
Things used to happen out of nowhere. She would think about how mad she was because her mother wouldn't give her an extra cookie, and suddenly, the whole jar is broken on the ground. She remembers looking at her father, expecting to see him red with fury- she watches too many movies- but when she looks at him, he looks like he's just won the lottery. When she looks at her mom, she seems like she was confused and struggling. How was she supposed to know? She was only eight. They don't teach you how to read faces in grade school.
Her parents explained to her about the whole magical beings are secretive thing. Don't show humans. One day, they went through this thing in the air that her father made with his wand, and stumbled into a town full of people wearing silly looking gowns and pointy hats. She got her own wand and a broom stick. Her parents told her that she wouldn't be aloud to go to a wizarding school and that she would be going to a normal human school. The reason was unknown, and it stayed that way every time she asked them about it.
To keep up with her wizard education, her parents devoted all their time to her, teaching her about magic. Her mother taught her all the complicated stuff like Potions and Arithmancy, and her dad taught her Alchemy, Charms and Transfiguration. Her dad also taught her how to play Quidditch. Her dad says she's a pretty good Chaser.
By the time she finished her studies, she was best at every subject. Save, maybe Care for Magical Creatures, seeing as her Mom didn't allow her and her dad to get a dragon. Her dad was sad about that.
She was about to begin her sophomore year at high school when, she received slightly disturbing news.
"Honey, we have some news" Her dad told her
"Yah dad?"
"Youregoingtowizardschool"
"Well, duh. High school" She said with a look on my face suggesting he was a little 'loco in the coco' today.
"No, I mean you're going to a real wizarding school at the start of September" Her mom said, joining in.
She just gawked at them.
"NO!"
"Yes!"
"You can't expect me to leave all my friends!"
"I'm sorry honey; we don't think this is such a good idea anymore. You need to be able to learn stuff we couldn't teach you" Her mom said. Somehow, she felt the story was too simple.
Evelyn already knew not to make a huge fuss. They would get their way either with persuasion or the use of magic. Wizards under the age of eighteen are not allowed to use magic, or else the Ministry of Magic would know about it. She used her parents' wands during classes, the only thing keeping the ministry from knocking on their doors.
Either way, she had no choice, and they all knew it.
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September 1st, 2005
Today was the day Evelyn would be leaving for her new school. She already packed all the things necessary. She had my pajamas, shoes, potion ingredients, ink, metallic quills, text books and the fastest broomstick in the wizarding world, the 'Stargazer'.
She got out of bed and took a quick shower. She brushed her raven black hair and put on some clothes, found her wand─11" Holly with a Phoenix hair core─and fed her black and scarlet owl, Dipper.
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Evelyn is 5'6 and has a slim figure. She has long wavy black hair (to hide her face) and big green eyes. She puts on some lip gloss and her sparkly black ballet flats, taking out her wand and putting it in the pocket of her jeans.
The train is leaving at 11, at the rate her parents are moving, they'd never get there in time for the train.
When she walked into the kitchen the first thing she saw were pancakes baking them at an extremely fast speed. One of them flew towards her and she ducked at the last minute. She rose from the ground, catching sight of her dad shaking with laughter while pretending to read the newspaper.
She took a seat at the table, bringing a plate of pancakes with her.
"Mom, no one will eat all of those" She said, stuffing her face with pancakes.
"But you're a growing child. You need to eat" She said, passionately flicking her wand at her daughter. A dozen pancakes flew at her and she took cover under the table. When she looked up, her dad was piled with pancakes and his humorous smirk was gone.
She smirked. Serves him right.
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They got to the station where hundreds of humans were getting onto their trains. They went through platform 9 ¾ undetected.
A huge gleaming red train stood before her with students piling in. Ultimately, escaping their parents.
She turned to her own parents who looked as if they were about to cry.
"Don't cry. I'll miss you and I'll send Dipper with letters" She said, hugging them.
"We'll miss you too" Her mom said, releasing her.
Evelyn carried her stuff and owl onto the train and found the Gryffindor section. As she walked up the aisle, looking for cart seven, she received glances from bewildered looking people. She found the cart she was looking for and went inside, finding two girls her age talking.
They looked up and their eyes widened.
"Hey." She said, putting her stuff in the compartment.
"Hey" The petite girl with short blonde hair and brown eyes. "I'm Mackenzie."
"Evelyn." She said, taking a seat.
The girl with spiky brown hair and blue eyes introduced herself as Luna. They talked for awhile and got to know each other. They told her how they'd show her the school and classes. They were practically the best of friends.
A lady with a huge cart of sweets came up to their cart and they bought a load full of candy. She just recently went to her vault in Manhattan and got some gold from the one of their many vaults.
The train came to a stop, signaling students to make their way out. When she stepped out of the train, the first thing she saw was the school. A huge castle with extensive grounds, sloping lawns, flowerbeds, vegetable patches and a number of Greenhouses. In the back there's a huge Quidditch pitch.
'I think I'm going to like it here," she thought to herself.
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This is the re-edited version of this chapter. I found many mistakes and wanted to correct them.
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